So we left on a jet plane...

Although I'd like to think of myself as a seasoned traveller, I've never done anywhere exotic (read: anywhere with no snow) for the March Break. Over the Christmas holidays we decided that we were going to join the legions of Canucks that went south for some time in the sun -- and after four crazy storms we were so happy that we made that decision.

I've always loved traveling. I went on my first big trip when I was five (when my family visited the motherland) and I've been the itch to see what else is out there ever since. I've always thought that a big part of my travel bug came from the fact that my parents are pretty sedentary creatures. Aside from their family-obligated visits to their former homelands, they really don't go anywhere. I guess their move halfway around the world where there was snow and cold when they were in their early 20's was enough for them!

When I was living in France my mother came to visit me for two weeks and she had to be coaxed out of my tiny apartment. She was perfectly happy to tell her friends that she had gone to Paris, but she didn't want to see anything! She did the same thing when we visited Barcelona and London. I had to force her out of the hotel room in order to see the sights. I'll never understand her travel habits as long as I live.

So needless to say, I'm pretty excited to be somewhere where I don't have to wear fifteen layers to go outside. And to top it off we're hanging out with Mr. JB's non-crazy family who have a beautiful house and a pool!

I'm going to try not to think about all the baby-making stuff while we're hanging out with the cacti, even though Aunt Flo has decided to come for a free ride. We're on cycle two of the new fertility plan so we're allowed to make whoopy again (thank God!). Hopefully this trip will be enough to recharge my IF batteries enough for the next phase. If not, at least I'll come back with a nice tan and some good shopping!